A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 45: Plotting and Fangs

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Han Li lowered his head and thought about it. It seems that it is really impossible to prevent the other party from testing his own skills.

The other party gave him the antidote of "Zi Chong Pill" without hesitation, and had already shown him some sincerity. If he pushes back and forth again, it will make the other party suspicious for no reason, thinking that he has not actually practiced the fourth level of Changchun kung fu. , but deceived him with lies. In this way, things will develop in a bad direction, and there may be some unexpected waves again.

Furthermore, I have anticipated this step and made some preparations in advance. Even if the other party turns his face immediately after the pulse is over, I still have a certain way to get out.

Thinking of this, Han Li raised his head, looked directly into Doctor Mo's eyes, and said slowly, "Mr. Mo, for the sake of your willingness to give the antidote, this is the last time I trust you. I hope you won't let me down. "

After finishing speaking, he handed out his right wrist, carefully paying attention to the other party's reaction, and if there was anything wrong, he would retract it immediately.

It's a pity that Dr. Mo kept his face with a smirk, and there was no difference at all. It was just that after hearing his words of agreement, his eyebrows twitched a little, but then returned to the original state. The answer is already well-thought-out.

He didn't say anything more, stretched out his withered left hand, and put it lightly on Han Li's wrist. His smile gradually faded and became solemn, as if he was doing something sacred.

Han Li secretly kept himself at the fourth level of skill. Seeing Doctor Mo's expression, he murmured in his heart. His vigilance immediately raised to the highest level, and he quietly pressed his left hand to his waist, where there was a custom-made belt Sheath short sword.

Slowly, an expression of surprise appeared on Doctor Mo's face. He had already noticed the continuous and strange energy in Han Li's meridians. The intensity of this energy flow far exceeded the minimum requirement in his mind.

No matter how cunning and scheming he is, seeing that the big event that he has planned for a long time is finally expected to come true, his face can't stop blooming again, it's just that it was a forced fake smile just now, but now it is the expression of joy from the heart.

"That's great, it's really the Changchun Kungfu of the fourth floor. Ha! Ha! It's really great! Haha! Haha!..." Doctor Mo burst out laughing in front of Han Li without any concealment. The whole room was buzzing, but his hand never let go of Han Li's wrist, and he kept on holding it like this.

"Old Mo, what are you doing, should you let go?" Han Li's expression darkened. He already knew that something was wrong, and wanted to pull back his right hand vigorously, but was firmly held by the other party and remained motionless.

"Let go? Okay, I'll let you go!" Doctor Mo stopped laughing at this moment, and changed into a grim expression.

He suddenly yelled:

"Hey!"

Han Li felt a "boom" in his ears, his eyes turned black, the sky was dark, his body lost his balance, and then he couldn't stand upright, so he collapsed on the ground on the spot, and his left hand on the hilt of his sword also fell weakly. Come.

"It's broken!" Although Han Li's body was not in control, his mind was very clear. He knew that he had been negligent, and he was preempted by the opponent, so he could only wait for death for a while.

"Boy, you are still a little immature, you can't do any tricks right now!" Doctor Mo couldn't help feeling a little proud when he saw that he succeeded in one fell swoop as he expected.

"Come here!" Doctor Mo pulled Han Li into his arms with his left hand, pulling Han Li from the ground to his feet, then bent down, stretched out his right index finger, and pointed directly at the pockmarked acupoint on his chest. .

With a sound of "Bang!", Doctor Mo's finger seemed to have poked on the iron plate, making a dull impact sound, the front half of the finger was rebounded and there was a dull pain, naturally the acupressure was unsuccessful.

"What's going on here!" Doctor Mo was taken aback by the accident, and was taken aback.

"Could it be that he's wearing a layer of iron armor under his clothes!" He wondered in surprise.

His eyes involuntarily glanced over Han Li's clothes, but the thin appearance really didn't look like a dark armor, which made him a little confused.

The moment Doctor Mo was distracted, Han Li regained control of his body, and his recovery ability was much stronger than Doctor Mo expected.

After all, Han Li's sixth-level Changchun kungfu was not cultivated in vain. His abnormal recovery ability far exceeded the imagination of ordinary people, and this was something Han Li himself did not expect.

Doctor Mo decisively put aside the doubts in his head at this time, and wanted to use another method to restrain Han Li, but suddenly felt that the wrist he was holding tightly in his hand suddenly became extremely slippery and flexible, and he could no longer hold it firmly. Take control.

Surprised, he exerted his strength a little more, but with a "swish", the opponent's hand slipped out from between his fingers like a loach, and now Dr. Mo was really a little surprised.

No matter how surprised the other party was, Han Li rolled a donkey unexpectedly, quickly rolled from the other party's side to a corner of the room, and only dared to stand up slowly when he was far away from Doctor Mo.

At this time, Han Li had no expression on his face, and looked at Doctor Mo coldly.

He stopped talking nonsense, although he didn't know the reason why the other party wanted to arrest him, but he definitely didn't feel at ease with him, that's for sure.

It seems that what the other party said before, that they stimulated the secret acupoints with their own Changchun kung fu, is also a big lie and cannot be trusted at all.

For the sake of himself and the safety of his family members, Han Li slowly pulled out the short sword from his waist with his left hand. This sword was only one foot long, and it was shining with blue light, which made people think it was extremely sharp. Take a good sword.

"Today, either you die or I die. Only one of us can get out of this room alive." Han Li's words were cold, and it was the first time that he bared his fangs in front of Doctor Mo.